The martial arts performance ground was swept by fierce winds, and the yellow earth cracked.
In the treetops, the sporadic cries of cicadas were also frightened into silence.
Hu Qi and Xiang Changsong were squatting on the edge of the platform, clutching sweet melons and eating heartily, their eyes closely following the action and clicking their tongues in amazement.
With Li Libo and Chen Jiechang helping out at the Martial Arts School, there was no rush to return; they wanted to witness how their junior fellow apprentice refined Gang energy and what kind of Gang energy it was.
The more they watched, the more emotional they became.
Fast.
Too fast.
How could it be so fast?
The scene of becoming disciples two years ago was still fresh in their minds, and in the blink of an eye, he had already cultivated True Gang energy.
In contrast, they were still circling at the lower realm of Galloping Horse.
"This melon is quite sweet."
